Sunday, May 10, 2009

A Very Good Day

Berit, directly upon waking this morning, more than a little bit confused...
"Mommy, I was just in dance class and I was eating cake and now it's gone! My cake is all gone, but it was just here! I was just eating a brownie cake, and I was at dance class!"

Berit, yelling, deeply asleep while crashed on the couch this afternoon...
"BOOTS!" (As in The Monkey, surely.)

While Trevor and Berit put on coats and shoes to take Mosey for a walk this evening...
Berit: "Marta, you don't get to go. You have to stay here!" (Push, shove.)
Marta: "Ove you! Ove you, Bebit! Ove you, Daddy!" Running after them, "Ove you! Ove you much!"

This morning, opening for me her Mother's Day gift made at preschool:
Berit: "Mommy, it's something to hold your flowers!"
(In actuality it's a baby food jar of bath salts. The funniest part about this is that I enjoy neither baths nor cut flowers in the house. It is, without a doubt, the very best present I've ever gotten, no matter what it is.)

Marta, currently in bed reading a book with a mirror at the end:
"Hi there Marta. Are you, Marta? Hi there Marta."

1 comment:

Kate said...

yes, a very, very good day indeed;)